Hollow from Hollow by Annie in Black

When I lay my head to rest,
Deep whisper calls my name.
A hollow voice inside my head,
Silent screams, I can't escape!

I pray the night to set me free,
To silence echoes calling me!
Ghosts drag me further to the deep,
To a prison of memories and pain!

A prison of memories and pain!

The silence sings a hollow tune,
feeding tides of grief within!
Ghosts drag me further to the deep,
to a prison of memories and pain!

A prison of memories and pain,
With walls too high to climb.
Echoes call from times long gone,
yet still, they haunt my mind!

The silence sings a hollow tune,
feeding tides of grief within!
Ghosts drag me further to the deep...
to a prison of memories and pain!

The silence sings a hollow tune,
feeding tides of grief within!
Ghosts drag me further to the deep...
to a prison of memories and pain!

And still, night may call me to the deep...
I rise again... in a prison of memories and pain!

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